The yellow-scale monster roared, and its huge body rushed forward. Its body was filled with a mortal yellow luster, like a moving stone mountain. Its hind limbs stepped on the ground one by one deep pit, shaking the earth.

The wind was howling, and the dead leaves on the ground were swept up, and were shattered by the whirlpool of air flow that stirred around the beast. The huge stone drum-shaped protrusion on its chest suddenly sounded without hitting, and the rapid drumming sound shook everyone's ears. Although the power was not as good as the previous hit with the giant claws, it still made many monks' faces pale, and some of them who were injured earlier vomited a mouthful of blood again.

Chen Hao's heart was trembling, and he turned his head to look at the brother and sister surnamed Zheng with some concern. If it weren't for the Qinglian Light Filtering the drum sound in the clouds, they might have been killed by this sound with one blow. After all, the two of them had low cultivation levels, and even the cultivator with the worst skills present was inferior.

In sight, the Dancheng monks had gathered together, and the halos around them formed a circle to resist the sound of drums, and a little ripples trembled. Under the light curtain, there were some core disciples of this sect, and the brother and sister surnamed Zheng were also in it.

Chen Hao nodded and thought to himself that these people were also aware of their own knowledge and were not selfish in order to save their true energy and only care about saving their lives. In that way, he would definitely take the Zheng brothers and sisters with him and escape from the air immediately. How could he care about the lives and deaths of nearly a hundred people in the mountains?

If the monster in front of him had not swallowed the living beings and made the human situation too unpleasant, if it weren't for the struggle of the female cultivator of Dancheng, if there was no strong enemy behind him using magical powers to search, and if he had been in a hurry to find a place to disguise and hide, he might not have rushed out of the clouds at all.

After all, the strength of this monster is too amazing. The Jiedan monk can't take a few moves under it, and there is a difference between himself and this beast.

The only advantage that this monster has no magic weapon to control the enemy. The sharpness of the Kongyue Sword can break through his scales and cause trauma to it. As for the drum sound that shocked people's mind, he didn't care much about it, as long as the beast was not hit with its upper limbs, this sound killing could not even penetrate the light curtain and transmit it to his ears.

Seeing this beast coming in a fierce manner, the strong wind blew around him to squint his eyes. He shouted lightly, and the Kongyue Sword cut out a series of flying "moonlights" and faced the huge body of the beast, roaring like a mountain breaking a mountain.

The yellow-scale monster roared, and its giant claws kept turning. The phantoms were heavy, touching the sword energy. Unconsciously, blood splattered, but it did not retreat. Its elbows shattered the "moonlight" in the sky, and its body was like the wind. It instantly came to Chen Hao, opened its bloody mouth and bit him.

Chen Hao shrank his pupils, slightly leaned back and retreated to avoid the gust of gusts of storm in front of him. The sword in his hand suddenly pierced out, trying to pierce the beast's throat and kill him with one blow. Unexpectedly, the beast's sharp fangs closed heavily, and the Kongyue Sword was stuck in it with a blast, and it was impossible to advance and retreat.

If the power of the chewing moon sword was not as good as a top-grade magic weapon, it would have been shattered in an instant if it were a mortal soldier.

"What!"

Chen Hao never expected such a change. He struggled hard in his hand, but he felt that the Kongyue Sword was like inlaid in a hard granite, which could not be shaken at all. His thoughts were turned and he was about to throw away the sword and abandon his soldiers to protect his commander, but he saw a large shadow hit him in front of him.

With a loud "bang", Chen Hao was knocked away dozens of feet like a bird hit by a giant dragon, and was deeply embedded in a cliff like the previous Dancheng monk.

"Sir! Fellow Taoist!" The Zheng brothers and sisters and a group of monks exclaimed when they saw this, especially these monks, who had just seen Chen Hao stabbed the yellow-scale monster with countless sword energy. They felt that they were hopeless to be rescued, and they were inexplicably excited, but at this moment, their hopes were broken like a soap bubble, and the shouts were full of despair.

Seeing the yellow-scale monster approaching step by step, some monks were already experiencing ambitions of life and death. They were about to use the method of dying together, but suddenly they heard several sounds on the cliff wall, and pieces of gravel fell to the ground from a height of dozens of meters, splashing countless dust.

Amid the rocks, a light silver arm suddenly stretched out, and the front end of the arm was clenched into an iron fist. With a heavy "bang", countless gravel shot out, revealing the figure of Chen Hao buried inside.

He coughed heavily and cursed, "It hurts really, grandma. If you hadn't been promoted to the physical realm, you would have suffered a great loss!"

"Sir! Are you okay?"

The Zheng brothers and sisters shouted in surprise. Zheng Hanxing's tight fists were loosened, and the sweat beads in his palms dripped into dust. The mood of the monks next to him was also fluctuating, and they exhaled heavily before they had turbid air in their chests.

A tall and thin monk frowned and shouted, "This fellow Taoist, this monster is a drum-beating monster. It has a stone drum-shaped protrusion on its chest. It can produce sounds that hit people's minds. Moreover, the scales and armors all over the body are extremely hard, and it cannot be hurt even if the swords and weapons are added together. But I see that the magic sword you just now can barely pierce its skin, but it is hard to get close to you, so do you need my help?"

"How do you help me?" Chen Hao's heart moved and he asked loudly.

The tall and thin monk chuckled and pointed out several more people from the Dancheng monk, leaving only two people to use the protective light curtain to slowly move to a corner of the cliff. The light was dim and trembled violently by the attack of a group of beasts, and suddenly became precarious.

Chen Hao felt awe-inspiring in his heart, his eyes were looking down at the bottom. If the light curtain was broken and he was ready to go down to rescue at any time, he would pay attention to these elixirs. Seeing what medicine they sold in the gourd, he would dare to extract his main defensive power under such circumstances, which would be like a destruction.

If you fail, you will be able to achieve success. Where can these people get such confidence? If you still have the means to keep the bottom of the box, why wouldn’t you use it early? You wouldn’t have caused your disciples to be hurt by half at this moment?

The tall and thin monk took out a yellow-brown mottled ancient scroll from his arms, with countless complex patterns painted on it. Unfortunately, a small part of it was incomplete and lost its original charm.

With a wave of his sleeve, countless white gems with crystal luster flew out and fell into the scroll. The latter was like an ancient well, greedily swallowing all things falling above, ripples appeared on the surface, and a low buzzing sound sounded faintly, like a giant god pushing a stone mill like a hill.

"That's... spirit stones!" Chen Hao's heart was shocked. The white gems just now were all spiritual stones, with different quality. I'm afraid that it wasn't that thousands of them had been invested in, but it should be the entire inventory of this sect. However, this ancient scroll actually required so many spirit stones, which shocked him.

No wonder these monks are reluctant to show this killer move, because even if they win, the entire sect will lose all their cultivation resources and become disintegrated.

But now the situation is at a critical moment and we have to do it.

The "Woooo" sound suddenly came to mind in the air. Chen Hao looked at it and saw countless vital energy gathering rapidly with the ancient scroll as the center, forming a huge funnel that kept pouring towards the ancient scroll.

"Crack" a light of light appeared in the air. The ancient scroll suddenly flew up, like it turned into a thunder pool to store the thunder. Ancient and desolate aura came out of the scroll, and the earth trembled endlessly, as if it had endless murderous intent brewing underground.

The yellow-scale monster felt something was wrong and shouted loudly: "Damn it! The human formation map must be destroyed!"

It didn't care about Chen Hao who was close to him, and his huge body jumped down from the cliff wall, splashing dust all over the sky. Its right claw instantly hit the ground, bringing up a huge bluestone, weighing about ten thousand pounds, and throwing it hard towards the ancient scroll floating in the air.

But there was only a loud bang, and another thunder flashed on the side of the ancient scroll, hitting the whistling boulder. The latter exploded into countless pieces with a loud bang, carrying sparks, as if a small meteor shower had fallen from the sky.

Seeing that its attack had not achieved any results, the yellow-scale monster roared angrily. It waved its upper limbs again and hit the stone drum in its chest hard.

This time it was not just a sound kill, but with a certain melody. The drum sound was sometimes rapid like raindrops, sometimes low and slow like a stream, sometimes high and high like a mountain collapse, sometimes gloomy like a ghost roar.

And the birds and beasts all over the mountain, as if controlled by the drums, roared and turned around and attacked the ancient scrolls floating in the air.

A firebird with a mouth that can spew flames, a green-headed lion with a poisonous sac on the side of his ears that can shoot out black venom, and a demon-eyed leopard with a natural forehead that has vertical eyes, and can shoot out divine light...

Countless strange attacks attacked the ancient scrolls in the air like a sea of ​​storms, as if they would not let it go without destroying the latter.

Chen Hao was a little worried. This offensive was probably a monk at the peak of the Golden Pill and would be torn apart in an instant. This mysterious ancient scroll really has such a great function?

But several Dancheng monks standing on the ground froze their faces, looked at each other and nodded. Golden light slowly spit out from their mouths, containing endless power and vitality.

That was "dan Qi"! Chen Hao exclaimed. He was familiar with him who had just killed two Dan Cheng cultivators not long ago. These golden dan Qi contained tremendous energy and were condensed by a monk's true essence. It was difficult to practice after losing it.

Unexpectedly, these monks were so brave. He sighed. The elixir was like a warm mother bed, wrapping the golden elixir inside it to make it run steadily. It would lose or reduce or even cause the golden elixir to collapse, and its cultivation would fall to a whole class.
Chapter completed!